NovelOnlineShelly did not understand what Hayden wanted.
She had never been in a relationship and had never experienced love, but Hayden was so gentle that she began to feel like he
wanted to spend more twith her.
"l... I told my mom that | would bring her dinner," said Shelly, feeling a bit flustered.
Hayden accurately interpreted the message hidden between her words, concluding that she had nothing important to do in the
afternoon and could spend more toutside.
"I know a nice restaurant around here," Hayden said.
Shelly smiled and said, "It's too early to pack dinner for my mom now, anyway."
"True. How do you usually spend your weekends?" Hayden was a person who lacked hobbies. He had no idea how to go shopping
with a woman, so he could only ask for Shelly's opinion.
Little did he know, Shelly led a simple life as well.
"| sleep at hon weekends." Shelly rarely went outside for fun, but the reason behind her lack of social life was different from
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHayden's; she simply stayed hbecause she did not want to spend money.
"Don't you have any friends?" Hayden didn't doubt the truth of her words.
"Of course, | do! Courtney is my friend. She invitesout for dinner and shopping from tto time," Shelly said. "Hayden, what
about you?"
Hayden hesitated a few seconds before saying, "Sas you. | don't really enjoy going out."
Shelly froze. "Well, why don't you go hnow? I'll just wander around until it's tforto leave."
Hayden did not expect her to misunderstand what he meant and said, "My parents don't approve of my lifestyle. So, let's go on a
stroll."
"Oh... Well, everyone has their own lifestyle. Just do what makes youfortable. If you don't like socializing, you can explain it
clearly to your parents. | think they are understanding and won't say anything to you." Shelly was worried that Hayden would find
shopping with her troublesome. For a person who did not like going out, Hayden might find the shopping trip tiring, and she was
worried that she would find the trip awkward if he was there.
"lI want to hang out with you," Hayden said, worried that she would insist on going hif he failed to explain himself clearly. "I
don't have many friends, and | wanted toe out for a walk, but | don't know who to ask. Most often than not, | only interact with
colleagues or partners from work."
She beamed. "What do you want to do, then? I'll apany you!"
Hayden pondered for a moment, but then, an idea formed in her head. "How about we go to the hair salon first? | want to get my
hair washed."
Her scalp felt itchy, and she desperately wanted to wash her hair. However, she regretted it as soon as those words cout, as it
would not be appropriate to make Hayden wait for her at the hair salon while she washed her hair.
"Sure," Hayden agreed. "There's a salon right there."
Shelly stared at him in shock.
The two went into the salon, and when Shelly asked if Hayden wanted to have his hair washed as well. He declined as he had
already washed his hair the night before.
He sat down and took out his phone, only to find an unread message on his phone from Layla.
[Hayden, has the concert ended? How was it? Are you still with Shelly, or have you gone your separate ways?]
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm[She is washing her hair.] Hayden replied.
[What on earth are you two doing???] Layla asked.
[We are in a salon. She is getting her hair washed, and I'm waiting.] Hayden typed.
[?!?!] Layla had never seen anyone on a date do such a thing.
Hayden stared at all the exclamation marks Layla sent in confusion. [Why are you so shocked?]
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